Portugal Songtext

Christian Kjellvander

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Portugal Songtext
Hollowed and holy
Borrowed and brand
The map's not the mountain
The lay is not the land

The waters of Portugal
Beloved new
The waters of anywhere
As a city blooms
And all that I love will disappear
Even if I stay
For I myself am going where
My nervous blood will sway
Lost and leaving my fate

And on the twelfth day
I'll take a stand
One ghost of many
I'll raise my hand

And all that I love will disappear
Even if I stay
For I myself am going where
My nervous blood will sway
Lost and leaving my fate

And all that I love will disappear
Even if I stay
For I myself am going where
My nervous blood will sway
Lost and leaving my fate
Lost and leaving my fate
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